There’s just too much negativity
(which reminds me: mental note:
remember not to ask how he’s
doing; it drives him back off
the wagon [or maybe it’s
back on the wagon, I
always get confused]).
Anyway, I often get
confused. That’s my
thing. Especially lately.
That and losing pairs of
eyeglasses (mental note:
henceforth, pay less for
eyeglasses!). I used to
find the ‘absent-minded
professor’ thing charming.
I try to remain in character,
though, no matter where
the adventure takes me.
Like now. Or. Sure.
But. I’m not a record.
I mean I like the idea
of growth or evolution
(becoming better, more
adaptable, more resilient).
I went to the doctor with
chest pains (my pain,
not the doctor’s). EKG(!?)
is fine; he says it’s probably
stress or gas or a pulled muscle.
Fine. I pour myself a glass of
filtered water and two glasses
of wine. I continue my research
on Mozart for my master’s thesis.
Halloween is just around the corner.
